June 14, 2004: I submit a work order to maintenance. One of the handles to my classroom window has broken off. Thought the job could be completed over the summer, so that when the cold weather eventually set in, we'd be all cozy.
February 4, 2011: A maintenance man comes to Room 215 to see about repairs.
He: "Looks like they fixed up this window nice."
I: "You're looking at the wrong window."
He: "Huh? Oh, it's that one on the left that's broke? Maybe that's why all that cold air is seeping in."
I: "Perhaps. Do you pride yourself on promptness?"
He: "Yes, ma'am." He scans the almost seven-year-old summons. "I wonder why they sent me out here today?"
I: "Ummmmm...to fix the window?"
He: "You'll have to fill out a work order for that."
Well, Our Humble High School is almost 45 years old. At this rate, I suppose I'll have to wait another decade or so.